...There is something painful. Something of loss unfolding before his eyes. Alex reaches for Neil's hand, grabbing tightly, and Neil wonders why this is becoming worse and worse. Every time the story of his time in the Sacred Bog (and with that man) is unveiled, Alex appears worse for wear.

Then Alex mentions the perpetrator. The ferryman Neil currently refuses to think of. The younger man swallows, and disquieted, he looks away.

"He's dead," he gives shakily. "He can't hurt anyone else anymore."